goddd im thinking about it and second life is so bad… there is NO excuse for the way it runs on older/less capable computers and there is NO excuse for the AWFUL learning curve… i literally bought a subscription to second life onlive so i could stream the game from “the cloud” but then onlive shut down. and its just SO unfriendly to newbies, which i think is really, really bad for such a valuable thing as second life!
imagine a virtual reality where people could easily make and upload their own content! imagine a virtual reality where you didn’t have to pay for in-game credits! imagine a virtual reality where you could run the client from older computers! the sex inherent in second life is never going to go away (many trans/posthumanist writers have talked about it, with new realities will come new ways to have sex) but… more areas focused on things that aren’t sex would be wonderful
my dream second life is a world where i can create an avatar that’s absolutely anything – a breakfast plate, a swarm of gnats – and talk to other likeminded folk about things like politics and day-to-day life. i don’t WANT a shoddily coded choppy ram-hogging user-unfriendly monstrosity of a program obsessed with sex, but it’s what we got
2015 is the first year that the Millennial generation makes up more of the voting age population than any other generation. That is why the older generation is trying to suppress your vote. They know that you can change the world they destroyed. The first step we should take is getting Bernie Sanders elected President of the United States. We should show the world that we refuse to stand aside while an older and smaller generation insists on the destruction of our Democracy.
This is just the beginning, This is the first year we have as the largest voting generation in US History. Let’s make the most of it.
Most of them are nuts. If a girl is cute but socially weird, there's something wrong in her head. She likely is not happy, and can't do social things well and avoids them.
Yes, when I was an inexperienced virgin in his 20s (first time when I propositioned my mother and when I propositioned a therapist) and when I was extremely sexually frustrated (second time I propositioned my mother).
There is an enclosing to my apartment where a bunch of chickens just roam around, everyone that sees them finds it strange that chickens are just walking all over the place and I understand that, coming from Africa, chickens walk alongside cars on the road (a bit of an exaggeration actually but close) so for me, it’s kind of a familiar sight.
Everyday I walk past these chickens and I always wonder how they feel, they are a specie of birds that don’t fly, other birds perch down on their cages, probably say hi/bye in bird language and eventually fly off but they are stuck, in a little shed, walking around when other birds are roaming the sky, traveling from one end of the earth to another. There are hundreds of chicken breeds in existence, all of which vary in size, plumage hue, comb type, skin colour, number of toes, amount of feathering, egg size etc. Most of us don’t view chickens as birds to be respected like eagles (for their courage and strength) or admired like swans (for their beauty), some of us never even thought of them as birds. We only pay attention to chickens when they are steaming on our plates.
Regardless of what our individual human view of chicken is, these chickens wake up earlier than everyone, the roosters cock-a-doodle-doo and then go about their day walking around their little enclosing, picking at God-knows-what from the ground, embracing their “chicken-ness”, knowing full well that they are not like other birds in the sky.
The only advantage to being a male is having the knowledge that, at least to some extent, your life isn't founded on bullshit and your accomplishments are your own.
When you do something and get praise, it's probably genuine and deserved.
When a girl does something and gets praise, it's probably (definitely) because someone wants to fingerfuck her.
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